Jack Kelly perches on a stool in a dimly lit corner of McFadden’s, a popular downtown bar. The dance floor remains barren, but Kelly looks at ease from his seat in the DJ booth – the clock has yet to strike 10 and the night has only just begun.
Bracing himself for the hours ahead, Kelly has supplied his desolate corner with Red Bull and enough water to last until closing. He stares blankly at the deserted dance floor before him as he sits motionless while the latest track sequence plays. Alone with only his laptop and the pulsing beat from the speakers to keep him company, Kelly says he sometimes capitalizes on his alone time.
“I’ve written papers back here before,” he says.
Whether it’s the pesky aunt who won’t stop asking about your love life or the grandpa who doubts everything you say, we all have that one relative who needs to be avoided at the holidays. Maybe it’s Uncle George who makes you cringe as you take a bite out of your Christmas ham. Or maybe it’s Grandma Gina yakking on about her latest bingo game that sends you into a fit of rage. This holiday season, we will all face that one dreaded relative around the dinner table. But this year, you can arm yourself with five easy steps to alienate any relative and enjoy the cornucopia of holiday goodies. Once you distance yourself from Aunt Helen or Grandpa Bob, you’ll be free to enjoy the abundance of food and gifts with the relatives you do enjoy – at least for the day.
Whether it’s the pesky aunt who won’t stop asking about your love life or the grandpa who doubts everything you say, we all have that one relative who needs to be avoided at the holidays. Maybe it’s Uncle George who makes you cringe as you take a bite out of your Christmas ham. Or maybe it’s Grandma Gina yakking on about her latest bingo game that sends you into a fit of rage. This holiday season, we will all face that one dreaded relative around the dinner table. But this year, you can arm yourself with five easy steps to alienate any relative and enjoy the cornucopia of holiday goodies. Once you distance yourself from Aunt Helen or Grandpa Bob, you’ll be free to enjoy the abundance of food and gifts with the relatives you do enjoy – at least for the day.
Sometimes, an artist has a bad day. He might botch his work or overwhelm the piece with unnecessary symbolism. Usually, these attempted masterpieces are discarded, tossed aside without hesitation.
People rarely celebrate such failed attempts of creativity.
But, these soon-to-be-forgotten works find home and solace in the Boston area’s Museum of Bad Art. The art displayed in the museum showcases the attempts made by artists to create a meaningful piece, with something going wrong in the process, said Louise Sacco, the museum’s permanent acting interim executive director.
Alex Whittemore got a few strange looks as he juggled balls and clubs next to the elevators. Had anyone walked by while he was tossing machetes, he may have even gotten screams.
But Whittemore was not distraught. The blades of the knives are dulled, he explained. Even if the machete hit him, he would only suffer a bruise or a wound on par with a paper cut.
Tucked away in a quiet corridor inside Boston University’s George Sherman Union, Whittemore, 20, demonstrated the juggling skills he has been perfecting since third grade.
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